When Sheng Jiaoyang found Lina, the state she was in was much better than what Sheng Jiaoyang had been expecting.

This was mainly because Lina wasn’t like Sheng Jiaoyang. Unlike Sheng Jiaoyang, Lina grew up abroad, hence didn’t take such things to heart.

“Say what you have to say.” When Lina saw Sheng Jiaoyang’s complicated expression, she knew that something must be on her mind.

“Lina, I know I shouldn’t be saying much right now, but…”

Sheng Jiaoyang sucked in a breath and forced out the two words she always wanted to say but had trouble saying, “I’m sorry.”

Lina let out a laugh. She held onto Sheng Jiaoyang’s hand and spoke with a smile, “Why are you apologizing to me? You didn’t do anything to hurt me.”

Sheng Jiaoyang gave Lina a long and fierce hug. She rested her chin on her shoulder and stayed in that position silently for a few moments.

Lina patted Sheng Jiaoyang’s back gently, as if she was comforting a child. She whispered softly to her, “Jiaojiao, you don’t have to worry about me. I’ve already let things go. Once that b*stard’s had his fun, I’ll be able to live my life at ease.”

Yet, the question in Sheng Jiaoyang’s heart was: what if Sven is never going to be done with her?

She was just about to open her mouth to ask her...